Luyện nghe bài hát Gang Shit

Ayy, free
Ayy,
Bitch ass nigga, ayy, ain't nobody, nobody safe
38, we put guns to the face, who gon' die today?

Gang shit, blow your brain, bitch, who you playin'
get to sparkin', do no talkin', get your mans hit
Them gunners go to tweakin', pop your top, be that kill switch
shit you talkin' phony, run up on me, you get killed, bitch
Uh, uh, bangin' 4KTrey, oh, she a slime
Plus she got some that's up her sleeve that blow your mind, shit
When it come to me, she never scared, she bust that fire
Hold on, bitch, I really been that, I tryin'

Taliban, I get a bitch to 'em buy the iron
He got them, nothin' but convicted off of my end
Dive in, I promise after that you gon' get shot
Green flags in matte black Rovers and green FN's
I ain't them dudes, bitch, you gon' pop who? Oh, you should try
Bitch, I be that nigga cock it back and go to
I'm bustin', no discussion, after that, you them sirens
Came in buckin', that turnt us up, then people end up dying
Feelin' good, I got drugs in my
Lookin' for me, and see me in the back 'cause I ain't hidin'
Cut up, don't try to stop me, bitch, I see you
Make my kill a nigga, then whack the bitch who drivin'

Gang shit, your brain, bitch, who you playin' with?
Pistols get to sparkin', do no talkin', get mans hit
Them gunners go to tweakin', pop your top, that be that kill
shit you talkin' phony, run up on me, you get killed, bitch
Uh, uh, bangin' 4KTrey, oh, she a bitch?
Plus she got some tricks that's up her that blow your mind, shit
When it come to me, she never scared, she bust that quick
Hold on, bitch, I been that, I ain't tryin'

She gon' pop the cat for me and it act bipolar
She was in the bed, get to clappin', Leave her rollin' over
Back to back, I stab it, I was started dreamin', dozin'
You know what I mean, off them beans bend it over
You showin' off gun, well nigga, pop it then
I ain't sharin' of my hundreds out my pocket, friend
What you on, say you drove? to stop it then
With them tools, I make blues, blow like a harmonica
Say you gon' me, put yo mammy on that front row
I go to blappin' you standin' with that Draco
These niggas some hoes, your interest is to lay low
You say it's up so I catch you, bitch, I'ma your fuckin' face low
On gang,

Gang shit, blow your brain, bitch, who you playin'
Pistols get to sparkin', do no talkin', get your hit
Them gunners go to tweakin', pop your top, be that kill switch
That you talkin' phony, run up on me, you get killed, bitch
Uh, uh, 4KTrey, oh, she a slime bitch?
she got some tricks that's up her sleeve that blow your mind, shit
When it to me, she never scared, she bust that fire quick
on, bitch, I really been that, I ain't tryin'